#287

A few wisps of cloud drifting out to sea like a row of ducklings...

#286

'Love anything and your heart will be...broken. If you want to (protect your heart), you must give it to no one...avoid all entanglements. Lock it up safe in the casket or coffin... But in that casket, safe, dark, motionless, airless, it will change. It will not be broken; it will become unbreakable, impenetrable, irredeemable. The only place outside Heaven where you can be perfectly safe from all the danges of love is Hell.' (CS Lewis, Four Loves)

#285

Air feels incredibly damp, creating this beautifully silvery effect...

'For this world in its present for is passing away' (1Cor. 7.31)

#285

Burning sunrise...

#284

Beautiful (tho windy) Christmas morning.

#283

One piece of good news heard on the radio this morning... the day's getting longer.

#282

An icy, windy Monday sunrise...

#281

Live and let live...

Manhattan silhouetted against a beautifully wintry morning sky

#280

Sunday morning sunrise...

'Thus there were fourteen generations in all from Abraham to David, fourteen from David to the exile to Babylon, and fourteen from the exile to the Christ.' (Matthew 1.17)

#279

After the rain yesterday afternoon... It's good to be alive.

#278

Camera back from recall / repair, and in excellent working order... Faint lights barely visible in the distant shore through the fog.

It's not the circumstances at all; it's what you bring with you in your own soul...

#277

'His line shall continue forever, and his throne endure before me like the sun. It shall be established forever like the moon, an enduring witness in the skies.' (Ps. 89 36-37)

#276

Thanksgiving morning...

'By faith the walls of Jericho fell after they had been encircled for seven days.' (Heb. 11.30)

#275

'You are my Son, the Beloved, with you I am well pleased.' (Mk 1.11)

#274

Stormy Turner clouds over Manhattan

#273

'Father, glorify your name' (John 12.28)

#272

Can't quite capture the amber hues of this morning's sunrise... Breathtaking.

#271

'for the creation itself will be set free from its bondage to decay...' (Rom. 8.21)

#270

'for we walk by faith not by sight' (2Cor 5.7)

#269

Brilliant morning

#268

...and minutes after.

#267

Minutes before sundown...

#266

Tightlier knit clouds disperse the oblique afternoon rays... brrr it is getting cold out there.

#265

Soft clouds blanket the sky this morning...

#264

...And beautiful Monday sunset.

#263

Beautiful Monday dawn...

#262

Clumpy clouds continue to hover over Manhattan... portent of coming snow?

#261

Stormy clouds heading out to sea...

#260

Times Square casts a faint blush of light in the dense fog at twilight...

#259

The beauty of dawn isn't in what it anticipates... it is in timing it perfectly to make us think so

#258

Fairytale clouds frolicking in the morning sun

#257

'Those who love their life lose it, and those who hate their life in this world will keep it for eternal life.' (John 12.25)

#256

'Let the evildoer still do evil, and the filthy still be filthy, and the righteous still do right, and the holy still be holy.' (Rev. 22.11)

#255

'Amen! Blessing and glory and wisdom and thanksgiving and honor and power and might be to our God forever and ever! Amen.' (Rev. 7.12)

#254

The actual colors on the Empire State building are red white and blue...

'See, I am coming like a thief! Blessed is the one who stays awake and is clothed, not going about naked and exposed to shame.' (Rev. 16.15)

#253

'And war broke out in heaven; Michael and his angels fought against the dragon. The dragon and his angels fought back, but they were defeated, and there was no longer any place for them in heaven. The great dragon was thrown down, that ancient serpent, who is called the Devil and Satan, the deceiver of the whole world - he was thrown down to the earth, and his angels were thrown down with him. Then I heard a loud voice in heaven, proclaiming, "Now have come the salvation and the power and the kingdom of our God and the authority of his Messiah, for the accuser of our comrades has been thrown down, who accuses them day and night before our God. But they have conquered him by the blood of the Lamb and by the word of their testimony, for they did not cling to life even in the face of death. Rejoice then, you heavens and those who dwell in them! But woe to the earth and the sea, for the devil has come down to you with great wrath, because he knows that his time is short!"' (Rev. 12.7-12)

I think the Accuser had some of us convinced that those who supported the 'other' candidate was a sworn enemy... It's over now. Tough race. Even tougher office ahead...

#252

Election Day...

#251

(My camera did something odd to the color of this photo - the general aquamarine hue is, surprisingly, true to life, but the strange pink in the clouds is not...)

'The seventh angel blew his trumpet, and there were loud voices in heaven, saying, "The kingdom of the world has become the kingdom of our Lord and of his Messiah, and he will reign forever and ever." Then the twenty-four elders who sit on their thrones before God fell on their faces and worshiped God, singing, "We give you thanks, Lord God Almighty, who are and who were, for you have taken your great power and begun to reign. The nations raged, but your wrath has come, and the time for judging the dead, for rewarding your servants, the prophets and saints and all who fear your name, both small and great, and for destroying those who destroy the earth." Then God's temple in heaven was opened, and the ark of his covenant was seen within his temple; and there were flashes of lightning, rumblings, peals of thunder, an earthquake, and heavy hail.' (Rev. 11.14-19)

#250

Manhattan on fire... (the beautiful autumnal sunset from yesterday)

#249

Drizzly morning but the sky still manages to be autumnal and beautiful...

#248

'Then Jesus said, "There was a man who had two sons. The younger of them said to his father, 'Father, give me the share of the property that will belong to me.' So he divided his property between them. A few days later the younger son gathered all he had and traveled to a distant country, and there he squandered his property in dissolute living. When he had spent everything, a severe famine took place throughout that country, and he began to be in need. So he went and hired himself out to one of the citizens of that country, who sent him to his fields to feed the pigs. He would gladly have filled himself with the pods that the pigs were eating; and no one gave him anything. But when he came to himself he said, ' How many of my father's hired hands have bread enough and to spare, but here I am dying of hunger! I will get up and go to my father, and I will say to him, "Father, I have sinned against heaven and before you; I am no longer worthy to be called your son; treat me like one of your hired hands."' So he set off and went to his father. But while he was still far off, his father saw him and was filled with compassion; he ran and put his arms around him and kissed him. Then the son said to him, 'Father, I have sinned against heaven and before you; I am no longer worthy to be called your son.' But the father said to his slaves, 'Quickly, bring out a robe - the best one - and put it on him; put a ring on his finger and sandals on his feet. And get the fatted calf and kill it, and let us eat and celebrate; for his son of mine was dead and is alive again; he was lot and is found!' And they began to celebrate.' (Luke 15.11-24)

From the sermon from yesterday: The definition of compassion is to be moved from the depth of your being by love.

#247

Daybreak...

#246

'Then one of the seven angels who had the seven bowls full of the seven last plagues came and said to me, "Come, I will show you the bride, the wife of the Lamb." And inthe spirit he carried me away to a great, high mountain and showed me the holy city Jerusalem coming down out of heaven from God. It has the glory of God and a radiance like a very rare jewel, like jasper, clear as crystal.... I saw no temple in the city, for its temple is the Lord God theAlmighty and the Lamb. And the city has no need of sun or moon to shine on it, for the glory of God is its light, and its lamp is the Lamb. The nations will walk by its light, and the kings of the earth will bring their glory into it. Its gates will bever be shut by day - and there will be no night there. People will bring into it the glory and the honor of the nations. But nothing unclean will enter it, nor anyone who practices abomination or falsehood, but only those who are written in the Lamb's book of life.' (Rev. 21. 1-11; 22-27)

#245

'Then the angel showed me the river of the water of life, bright as crystal, flowing from the throne of God and of the Lamb through the middle of the street of the city. On either side of the river is the tree of life with its twelve kinds of fruit, producing its fruit each month; and the leaves of the tree are for the healing of the nations. Nothing accursed will be found there any more. But the throne of God and of the Lamb will be in it, and his servants will worship him; they will see his face, and his name will be on their foreheads. And there will be no more night; they need no light of lamp or sun, for the Lord Godwill be their light, and they will reign forever and ever.' (Rev. 22.1-5)

#244

Light clears the air...

#243

#242

'Then I saw a new heaven and a new earth; for the first heaven and the first earth had passed away, and the sea was no more. And I saw the holy city, the new Jerusalem, coming down out of heaven from God, prepared as a bride adorned for her husband And I heard a loud voice form the throne saying, "See, the home of God is among mortals. He will dwell with them; they will be his peoples, and God himself will be with them; he will wipe every tear from their eyes. Death will be no more; mourning and crying and pain will be no more, for the first things have passed away."' (rev. 21.1-4)

#241

'The fruit for which your soul longed has gone from you...' (Rev. 18.14)

#240

In every cry of every Man,
In every Infant's cry of fear,
In every voice, in every ban,
The mind-forg'd manacles I hear.
-- William Blake

#238

Morning blush...